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Who Video (MV)




Performed By: Dirko
Length: 2:48
Written by: Raji Williams




Dirko - Who Lyrics
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I just had a son kill a nigga bout my don
Stick hold 100 we'n gone fight I make em run
Shot so many shots they like when he gone be done
We gone clear the block out till we hit the right ones
Who is you? Nigga who is y'all
All these these f*cking guns
We gone shoot em all
Rob him with the mask on
He might call the law
Ran off on a couple plugs
But we got em off
I come out the cut like I heard some
Leave a nigga dead on his curb son
Give a bitch some crumbs she a bird son
Pull up like let's get it what's the word son
Who is y'all
We'll cross you all
Get the plug to clear a check then we runnin' off
If I think that nigga telling imma take him off
Switch up we gone beat you up an cut you off
Before I started getting some money they'd need me
I was so broke Ian come out they'n seen me
Been with my son cause these pussy niggas creepy
Imma blow up off this rap they believe me
Ran off on the plug tryna feed the kids
Niggas scared to pop they'n do it we did
Take a nigga off like a hoe with a wig
Niggas act like wolfs but they really be pigs
Ian going back to jail can't be locked up
Bitch you gotta call can't just pop up
We send bullets back to back you get shot up
Sweep a nigga whole block then don't mop up
If skew ain't f*cking wit you then it's f*ck you
If sauce tell me watch you I can't trust you
If you pull up like you crazy imma bust you
If you talking like you want it imma hush you
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I just had a son kill a nigga bout my don
Stick hold 100 we'n gone fight I make em run
Shot so many shots they like when he gone be done
We gone clear the block out till we hit the right ones
Who is you? Nigga who is y'all
All these these f*cking guns
We gone shoot em all
Rob him with the mask on
He might call the law
Ran off on a couple plugs
But we got em off
I come out the cut like I heard some
Leave a nigga dead on his curb son
Give a bitch some crumbs she a bird son
Pull up like let's get it what's the word son
Who is y'all
We'll cross you all
Get the plug to clear a check then we runnin' off
If I think that nigga telling imma take him off
Switch up we gone beat you up an cut you off
Before I started getting some money they'd need me
I was so broke Ian come out they'n seen me
Been with my son cause these pussy niggas creepy
Imma blow up off this rap they believe me
Ran off on the plug tryna feed the kids
Niggas scared to pop they'n do it we did
Take a nigga off like a hoe with a wig
Niggas act like wolfs but they really be pigs
Ian going back to jail can't be locked up
Bitch you gotta call can't just pop up
We send bullets back to back you get shot up
Sweep a nigga whole block then don't mop up
If skew ain't f*cking wit you then it's f*ck you
If sauce tell me watch you I can't trust you
If you pull up like you crazy imma bust you
If you talking like you want it imma hush you
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Writer: Raji Williams
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